The door.

The next door opens. Tavia steps inside, and given all that's happened so far, she does so with incredibly caution.

This room is expansive. It must be at least sixty by sixty feet, if not more. However, it's otherwise empty. On her right, at the very end, another brown door is present. She already assumes this is a trap. This is the only exit though, so she continues forward, just prepared for anything and everything to go wrong. Pushing out her chest, she announces boisterously that she can handle it with her stance alone.

Only a few steps later, a large portion of the far floor opens up like a hatch, and out if it comes a beast.

The creature is green, tall, muscular, and wearing only a pair of leather shorts. When he steps out, the floor closes back up behind him. He has no weapon, but by the looks of things, he has two weapons attached right on his body. He doesn't even need to flex. When his arms rise up, his muscles glisten and bulge, and much to her distraction, they aren't the only thing. An obvious protrusion on the front of his small shorts is present as well. Pink comes to her cheeks, and for a moment, she can't look away. Because of this, it takes even longer for her to realise the hefty bracelet on his right wrist covered in rubies.

This monster doesn't even speak. His glowing red eyes stare directly at her, and he simple cracks his knuckles. Visibly, a green male model with tusks, but in stance, a **** of absolute destruction and evil.

Tavia takes a deep breath and raises up her blade.

"Get out of my way, disgusting beast!" she shouts.

He snuffs, and stomps a foot forwards.

"Fine then," she barks.

Sprinting forwards, she readies her sword for a horizontal slash at his abs. His perfect, hard abs. Tavia shakes her head of all distractions, and continues through with her strike. However, it barely misses. Then, his hand swings through the air to grab her, but she leaps back in a dodge as well.

The red stones of his wrist band begin to glow.

Clearly, a magic is taking effect. It isn't strange to find magic items in dungeons, and this one is impressive, even if to sell it for all the gemstones inside. He lifts his arm up while she thinks of such profit, so to her dismay, she doesn't expect nor react quick enough to avoid a rippling red wave that fires out from his wrist. It comes over her like a visible sound wave, and it ceases just as quick, leaving her unscathed, for some reason.

"What the heck?" she asks beneath her breath. "O-oh... What's happening to me?"

Her legs press together. A tingle comes to her attention from her now-aching pussy. However, that's not all. She looks to him, and while she found him embarrassingly attractive before, she now licks her lips in anticipation.

"He's so hot," she thinks. "Oh god. I just want to jump on tha--"

Tavia smacks her own cheek and thinks, "Stop that! What's wrong with you? He's coming towards you. Get your head in the game, Tavia."

She looks up, and her eyes stop at the obvious, long bulge coming from the front of his shorts. It isn't even erect. She swallows nervously. Slowly, she feels an excitement build in her body, but not like a magic effect making her increasingly horny. Instead, it seems to be simply preying on the feelings she already had. She refuses to believe this, however.

"I'm not so easily... wooed," she mutters. "You don't even interest m-me."

Her fingers trace up her inner thigh as she looks to him with hungry eyes.

The orc jumps forward, and tries to grab her once more. Tavia dodges to the side, but her legs wobble and she nearly collapses to the ground. She's simply too distracted by his body, and by her nethers, which are only growing in heat and wetness by the minute. With him now so close, she can feel his hot breath against her. She can't help herself. With one hand, she presses her skin against his firm pecs and drags her fingers down his body. He stares down at her.

She clenches her teeth and mutters, "No... I'm not like that. Ah~!"

He grabs her sword-arm with one hand, and moves a finger from his other to between her legs, pressing against her button.

"Then why... you so wet here?" comes a booming deep voice from the orc.

"I-I'm not!" she yells back, lying.

With one hand, he tears his shorts completely off his body. A large, green cock now hangs free and a mere couple feet from her. Her eyes widen, and she flushes with humiliation and arousal. She can't take her eyes off of it. Thanks to the magic of the bracelet, she's craving what she only thought a bit about before. Her teeth clench, and her own dignity refuses to believe she even have a brief thought amount something like that previously.

He pulls on her sword and tosses it across the room. Then, he provides an easy removal of her breastplate with a yank and a toss, bouncing free her bra-covered tits.

"How dare you!" she shouts.

Reaching up beneath her skirt, he rips her panties right off her thighs, and finally, with both hands, he simply picks her up and presses her against him. Tavia's eyes widen. The orc doesn't enter her, but the bare pussy beneath her skirt presses against his huge member. She can feel this, and suddenly, the sensation brings an incredible burning to her own nethers. It's just too much to ignore.

"Gaah! Let me g-go. Oh~... Oh gods. Let me go right now!"

She looks up at him and his perfect physique. She's being held against him in his strong arms, and his cock is pressed completely against her slit. There's no way she can hold back the bracelet's enchantment any longer. She sighs a moan and looks to his eyes with a bite of her lips. Then, his one hand presses a grope around her left breast. Given her situation, she writhes in a humiliating pleasure. He continues to work her tit as she flails against his cock, and all of this finally hits him.

She feels the cock grow, and it extends until she's sitting upon it like a broomstick. It squeezes between her thighs. The warmth, the stiffness, the throbbing sensation. She can't hold back. Quietly, she mutters something.

"What you say?" the orc asks.

"T-Take me. I can't resist," she whispers back.

Taking a firm hold of her body, the orc slides his member into her body. The incredibly girth fills her up completely, and she rolls back her head with a moan that echoes off the solid tiled walls. Then, he brings it back out. Using his exceptional strength, he continues to hold her with both hands, and thrusts inside of her over and over again. She lays her hands over his hard chest and completely surrenders to her own desires.

"Maybe I did want this all long," she mumbles. "Just a nice big--Aah~! Yes!"

Once a proud and cocky girl, Tavia now completely succumbs to her own sexual fantasies and lets the orc completely take her body. She's soon pressed against the wall, and her tits are squeezed by his hulking hand while she continues to get pounded against the wall.

"Yes, yes!" she shouts as she wraps her legs around his hips. "Don't stop!"

With the giant member inside her, she finally tightens up and cums. Her insides throb around his own, and not long after, she feels the exceptionally powerful pulses of the monster's manhood releasing its pressure deep inside of her body. It's the best thing she's ever felt. Hanging back her mouth agape, she pants, and she presses her cheek against the cold wall.

"You mine now," he says.

"No... I have to finish the--Ah!"

Once more, he begins to work her. This time, he bends her over, forcing her palms to press up against the wall. The magic bracelet around his wrist glows, and she's soon covered completely with the aura. Each orgasm brings her further under his control, until her only goal is to serve him. Whenever she's around him, she tugs at his shorts and caresses his cock, begging for it, even to glide her tongue upon it. Tavia becomes a **** to this orc, and the dungeon.